36 Weeks and Counting...

It's the final countdown! Here I am at 36 weeks aka 9 months aka honeydew-sized baby.
Although, like the last two months, it wasn't actually a honeydew this week. It was a crenshaw melon. I've neither heard of that nor do I know where to get one, so I went with something easy to find.

Things to know about me at 36 weeks:
* Do not say "Not sleeping now is getting you ready for not sleeping in a few weeks." or "Are you ready for your world to change?" or "Are you still pregnant?" or any other equally annoying thing. I might possibly punch you in the face.
* I am now a full-fledged snorer.
* My feet and ankles aren't swollen. My fingers aren't swollen. I'm still wearing my rings. Yes!
* Although not technically an outie, the edges of the belly button can now be seen raised under a thin shirt. That's why I almost always wear two shirts over the high-rise pants.
* Everything I eat feels like it's sitting in my throat.
* I have contractions all day every day. They don't hurt yet, but I know they're coming when I feel like I can't breathe. Also, if I'm walking around a lot, there are more contractions and they make me feel like I need to pee. Lovely.
* The boy moves in giant pushing motions rather than kicks and punches these days. I look down and my whole stomach is moving.
* At the doctor's visit last week he said that Jake is head-down (Hurray!) and that I'm at 1 centimeter dilated and not-a-bit effaced. (Yes, I know you can be that for weeks.)
* I had my 2nd shower this weekend (which I'll post about soon) and the kid will be well dressed. I'll tell you that much.
* I'm pretty much miserable all of the time, but still need at least a week (preferably more) to finish getting things put away and get stuff cleaned up. So don't come yet, kid!

If I don't make it to 40 weeks, I hope to be able to quickly snap a picture with the 40 week food product that's been sitting in my closet for a while now, suprisingly not rotting, before heading to the hospital.